Fire

Fires lit from sparks
Scolding heat that reaches far
Burning all that starts
Flames of fingers hold your heart
Wildness encapsulated
Running where it can
Viciousness premeditated
Destruction is the plan
Growing as it feeds
The heated words are tree's
One leads to another
Creating much more ground to cover
Swept along
Whatever the direction
Right or wrong
Consuming all intention
Leaving in it's wake
A barren land of lonely hate
With nothing left to burn
And not a stone is left unturned
Every fire dies someday
And smoke is always blown away.